Both Angela and Daniel panted hard after their mouths finally tore apart. Most of the damage had been done by Daniel — he had sucked the breath and soul out of her lips until they were swollen, red, and shiny with spit. Thick ropes of his saliva still clung to the corners of her mouth and glistened under the warm bedroom light, making her plump, ruined lips look even filthier and more inviting, almost begging him to take another bite.

But Daniel wasn't lost in pure lust. Even with his cock throbbing violently between her fat ass cheeks, his mind stayed sharp. He knew exactly who was standing on the other side of the door, listening to every wet, obscene sound. Tonight his job was to make sure that listener got the full, filthy show.